Correction Lyrics Going Rogue by Dropout Kings

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(Hey) Lately, I feel I ain't been myself
Lately, I feel like f**k everyone else
People been testin’ my patience but I ain't no surgeon, I cut you to hurt ya
I always been quite and tried to just keep to myself
Do sh*t by myself I hate asking for help
Stick your hand out you might get it back
It’s a fact that I'm crazy you don't need to ask
Twistin’ sh*t up, shrooms in the shake and I'm mixin’ it up
Rip out my heart, pour the blood in the cup
You feel my pa**ion, you see I ain't actin, tough actin tenactin
‘Cause b*t*h, I be runnin’ sh*t
Name the target I'm merciless, gunnin’ sh*t
I'm a star, I'm your father, I'm son n sh*t
Prolly shoot up the charts with 100 clips
(on the low tho)

I'ma spend that cash
I'ma make that back
I'ma talk my sh*t
I'ma burn that bridge
I'ma go get rich, I don’t give no sh*ts
They ain’t got no hits, but they jam my sh*t
They actin’ foul, and that’s and one
Need a savage, I am one
Man, it’s all good, it’s all good, it’s all good (it’s all good)
I wish you would, wish you would, wish you would (I wish you would)
Man, it’s all good, it’s all good, it’s all good (it’s all good)
They actin’ foul, and that’s and one
Need a savage, I am one
Thinkin’ of spillin’ and killin’
I'm runnin’ off Ritalin
Changin’ and switchin’
My mental be swingin’ like pendulum
I was the one in the shadows and livin’ invisible
Livin’ the life of the mirror or a window you’re lookin’ through
This is what I give to you
If I should die I live through you
My loyalty you never have to check it. Prophetic. (you’ll never have to check it)
Foresee me bein’ militant
Construction worker drillin’ sh*t
If n***as ever try to disrespect it
Had to bring back, like mothaf**kin’ boomerang
AudioDope and hope it's the two I slang
Two heads always better one
It takes two to fight, so double-cross when I Double-Dutch
Cause I live in the middle, it's simple
You can't be too quick, and you can't be too nimble
Still keepin’ it playa
Still don't give a f**k ‘bout my haters
Chase paper, stay tapered, or something like that (Aye)

It’s bad, comin’ to the riches from the rags
Now, I got these mothaf**kas mad
Chasin’ every dream I never had
I swear, it's bad
B*t*hes that I’m f**kin’ at the pad
Mad-Hatter who I am behind the mask
Let me on the stage I think I’m gonna black

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